Title: Two More Weeks
Rating: M (pretty mild M)
Disclaimer: Nothing but the plot is mine
Summary: College on the horizon - a new baby in tow - and an eighteenth to celebrate. Nathan and Haley are dealing pretty damn well with the things life's throwing at them. There's just one big issue they're struggling with - No sex for six weeks.
Authors Notes: Let's just pretend Tree Hill's somewhat drama free and everybody's friends!

I've never written anything remotely close to being deemed smutty before, so I apologise if it's not any good! This is going to be a three parter!

Oh and blame Kristen and Brittany - they made me write it!

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"So…Mommy, what are we doing for your birthday?" Brooke asked, poking at the bottle sanitizer in front of her.

"It's seriously creepy that you call Haley, Mommy." Peyton spoke up from her place at the other side of the kitchen, as she watched Haley bat Brooke's hands off the machine.

"Well – she is a Mommy!"

"But not yours!" The corkscrew blonde laughed and Brooke just rolled her eyes.

"Whatever – So, Haley?"

"Sleeping."

"Excuse me?"

"For my birthday – I'm sleeping. I'm being treated to a full nights sleep."

"Thrilling." Brooke's voice rang with obvious distain for the idea. "Don't you sleep every night?"

"Um, no! That's why for my birthday Karen's taking the baby, and Nathan and I are booking into a hotel for the night."

"Oooh, so you're actually having kinky hotel sex for your birthday! Okay, so it's not some wildness I can join in on, but I heartily approve of it as a way to celebrate your eighteenth."

"Um, Brooke. I had a baby a month ago." Haley pointed out putting down the coffee she'd been preparing for the girls in front of them.

"Riiiight?"

"So – no matter how much I may want it, there will be no sex, kinky or otherwise…"

"Hi Girls…"

"Oh God." Haley closed her eyes, her cheeks burning as she waved embarrassedly at her mother in law who'd just entered the kitchen.

"Mrs Scott." Brooke greeted, grinning at her friend's embarrassment. "Oh Haley, calm down. You have a baby, she knows you have sex."

"BROOKE!" Haley and Peyton both stared wide eyed at their friend, and Deb let out a painfully uncomfortable laugh.

Coughing to break the tension a little, Deb turned to her daughter in law and placed a shopping bag before of her. "Now, I know you asked me not to, but the three of you will be moving soon, and I just couldn't help myself." The older woman started pulling out a range of baby outfits and Haley just shook her head.

"Deb, you really need to stop buying him clothes. He seems to be taking after his daddy and growing like a weed already, he'll never wear all this."

"Humour me –I can't baby-sit, so I shop."

Taking in the sad tone in the older woman's voice, Haley laid a gentle hand on her arm. "Deb…"

"No, don't worry, Haley, I understand, I do. It's just hard, I want to help you and Nathan; and I want to spend as much time with my grandson as possible before you move away. It's just..." Tears welled in Deb's eyes and Haley bit her lip uncomfortably as she watched her wave a hand in front of her face and leave the room.

"What was that about?" Brooke asked baffled.

"Uh, Nathan told her that he'd asked Karen to watch Jamie on my birthday."

"Okay?"

"She kind of feels as though Karen's stepping into the grandmother role."

"She can't expect you to leave him alone with her, Hales. Not when she hasn't been sober long; I'm sure she understands that." Peyton pointed out.

"I know, it's just hard." Haley's voice broke with tears and her friends gave her sympathetic smiles. "God, when will these damn hormones wear off?" The young mother laughed, wiping a stray tear from her face.

"Aw, you were always a cry baby" Brooke joked and Haley rolled her eyes.

"Was not!"

"You girls seem to be having fun." Nathan spoke up as he sauntered into the kitchen, interrupting the giggling girls. He grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge, throwing one at Lucas before moving behind Haley's chair and dropping a kiss on her forehead.

Haley took in a shuddering breath as Nathan's sweat soaked body pressed against her back, she'd been incredibly grateful when Brooke and Peyton had turned up unannounced a half an hour or so before hand. She'd been stood watching Nathan and Lucas play a game of one on one in the driveway of the Scott Manor. Her mind drifting as she had watched her husband's body move elegantly around the space; his muscles rippling beneath his wife beater, which had been quickly conforming its self to his abs. She'd been moments away from dragging him away – to do what exactly she wasn't quite sure, but the temptation was becoming too great – when Brooke's voice had broken her out of her fantasizing, and she'd settled for dragging her girlfriends into the kitchen instead.

"Hales?" Lucas voice broke into Haley's reminiscing waving a hand over her face. "You okay?"

"Huh? What? Yeah!" Grinning a little too eagerly Haley pushed herself away from the counter and walked over the sink, busying herself with the dirty dishes; throwing a pointed glance at Nathan as he smirked at the obviously familiar look that had been gracing her face.

Listening to her friends talking behind her, Haley took a deep breath and closed her eyes, placing her wrists under the cold spray running from the tap, anything to try and bring her body temperature down.

"Helloooo, Haley, Spacey Girl!" Brooke shouted once again, having to call Haley's attention back to the conversation, causing the petite blondes face to flush with colour as she turned to face the others.

"Sorry."

"Where were you?"

"No where, sorry, lack of sleep!"

"Lack of something." Nathan mumbled under his breath, frustration clear in his tone. Haley threw him a warning glance, before turning back to Brooke and asking her what it was she wanted. "I'm going to go take a shower."

"You guys staying for dinner?" Haley asked shaking her head at Nathan as he walked out of the room without a further word to anyone.

"Actually, we're going to head out, Hales." Lucas said standing up and putting his arm around Peyton. "Brooke you need a ride?"

"Oh, yeah, that'd be great, but..." The brunette broke off, twisting to look eagerly at Haley. "Can I say goodbye to the baby, first? He's been asleep the whole time I've been here. Pleeeeaaasse!"

Laughing at Brooke's exaggerated pout Haley nodded her head. "Okay, but please don't wake him! You might want him awake, but I'm enjoying the peace. He'll scream bloody murder if he gets up and then you all leave! He's a little attention seeker."

"He's a Scott." Peyton reminded her, causing Lucas to huff in offence.

"Hey the James' aren't exactly shrinking violets you know!"

Watching Haley open her mouth to begin to respond Peyton grabbed onto Lucas' bicep. "Why don't we go say goodbye to your nephew?"

"Nah, it's alright, I get enough baby at home." Lucas grinned at Haley's gasp and ruffled a hand through her hand enjoying the aggravated look that donned her face at his actions. "I'm kidding Hales!"

"Whatever, just don't wake him."

"She's moody." Lucas pointed out as three teens made their way up the stairs.

"She's horny." Brooke responded letting out a loud laugh at the disgusted look Lucas threw at her.

"Sleeping baby, people..." Peyton reminded them as they reached the bedroom door and inched it open.

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Letting out a yawn Haley pulled the comforter tight to her body, smiling at the sight of her sleeping son in the crib next to the bed. She didn't think she'd ever tire of looking at him, she'd lost count of the hours she'd spent doing just that since they'd brought him home from the hospital.

After seeing off her friends, the tiredness she'd been distracted from had seeped back into her, and she'd climbed up the stairs forgoing preparing dinner in favour of trying to get in a little sleep before the baby woke.

Turning over she start to snuggle down into the pillows, her eyelids dropping when her focussing was drawn by a billowing of steam coming from beneath the bathroom door. Rushing water suddenly filling her ears she couldn't suppress the groan at the knowledge of what was behind the door. Closing her eyes she didn't have to try to conjure up the image of Nathan's water soaked body; the way his head tipped back under the spray.

Her mouth immediately went dry as she watched the muscles in his strong back move against the taunt skin. His movements even in the simplest of actions entrance her, his control over his body memorising. Slowly she slipped out of her jeans and pulled her sweatshirt over her head, never moving her gaze from his form. As quietly as possible she closed the distance between them. A playful smirk crossing her features at the startled look her husband gave her when the cold air hit his back as she slid open the shower door.

"Need a hand?" She asked her voice breathier and more alluring that she ever dreamed she was capable of.

Immediately his hand closed around her wrist pulling her into the cubicle and slamming the door shut behind her. Spinning her around he pushed her up against it his lips attacking her neck as she used the wall to hike herself up, wrapping her legs low on his hips.

"Baby?" He questioned against her skin. Eagerly palming her behind pulling her up his body.

"Sleeping." She answered, using the new found height to angle her lips over his. Letting out a pleasured sigh as she felt his length hardening against her, she gave up the pretence of taking things slow. She traced her tongue against the seam of his lips, her own forming into a grin as he eagerly opened up for her. Her tongue entered the familiar cavern of his mouth, relishing in his taste as she stroked it against his own.

"What?" She pouted breathlessly as he tore his mouth from hers and held her gaze, darkened blue meeting clouded brown.

"Hold on." He ordered and she tightened the grip her arms had on his neck.

Peppering kisses up and down the side of her neck as he manoeuvred them so they were against the other wall. Reaching around, he took her hands and placed them on towel rail her back was now pressed up against. Silently urging her to grip at it, he increased the distance between their torsos, once again kissing down her neck, and then across her collar bone. He began to slide a hand up her now soaked torso, tickling a little at her ribcage before cupping her swollen breast. She gasped at the contact and he reached up with his other hand mirroring the motion on the other side.

"Nathan."

"Yeah, what?" Haley blinked her eyes to find her husband stood rummaging through the dresser drawer on the other side of the room. A towel slung low on his hips, giving her a questioning look.

"Uh, um, nothing. I'm gonna take a shower." She said after a few moments, shaking her head in an effort to clear the haze and bring herself back to reality.

"I used all the hot water, sorry." He gave her an apologetic smile, so sincere it'd usually melt her heart.

"Really not an issue." She mumbled throwing back the comforter and jumping from the bed, heading quickly to the bathroom.